Friday, November 20, 2009

Kool Aid and Beer

1. The only way I am able to keep up the pace and run all the errands is because it is a pretty, mild day. If it were rainy and miserable, I would have quit long before.2. I have girls in the house attempting to dye their hair with Kool Aid. Everywhere I turn, I smell the fruity sweetness. Not that I like Kool Aid, but it does remind me of the 60's when we lived on it in the summer.3. Steve comes home from work with a bag containing a can of beer and a lottery ticket. It gives me a euphoric feeling of being so gosh, darn average.

"The world is fairly studded and strewn with pennies cast broadside from a generous hand. But who gets excited by a mere penny?...It is dire poverty indeed when a man is so malnourished and fatigued that he won't stoop to pick up a penny. But if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will literally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted with pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. what you see is what you get."